Simple math, but let's do the 0bama math. first, the beloved poor don't pay anything, and since this by 0's definition hits the bottom 50% of tax files, then about 50% of us owe $400,000 each and the parasites owe nothing (in fact they're the source of most of this debt.) But this isn't right either.

The top 5% pays 59% of the taxes, so this means if on average the $400,000 is spread unevenly among the top 50% with the top 5% getting stuck with 59% of the debt, then the top 5% owe $2,329,999 and the next 45% owe $186,666. Now that's really what progressive means!

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posted on 01/21/2013 5:04:25 AM PST
by from occupied ga
(Your government is your most dangerous enemy)

"Subway Footlong is a registered trademark as a descriptive name for the sub sold in Subway Restaurants and not intended to be a measurement of length,"

That's ridiculous. I suppose, then, that their "Six inch" subs, which are the faux footlongs cut in half, also are described as a trademark. Even McDonalds' "Quarter Pounders" supposedly weigh 4 ounces (before cooking).Not that we can ever check.

Subway was founded in Milford, CT, a stone's throw from the great grinder delis and restaurants of the greater New Haven area. In the early days, they made their money by being open late enough to service the drunkies and potheads, and by heavy use of 2 for 1 coupons, and of course, a willingness to become a chain, something that is a sign of success in the Midwest, but a symbol o being "nothing special" in the northeast.

Subway also made tidy profits by shredding the lettuce and skimping on the meat. If you are in Wallingford, CT, skip Subway, and go to Rosa's Deli, where the footlong grinders are 14" long, and you can get a superior Suppresata sub for the price of salami at Subway, and an Italian sausage grinder with sauce made by real Italian ladies from Italy (get it with peppers, mmmmmm!). In other towns in CT/NY/NJ, ask around for the local Rosa's equivalent.

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posted on 01/21/2013 5:18:03 AM PST
by Dr. Sivana
("C'est la vie" say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell. -- Chuck Berry)

I am given to understand that someone on this board by the name of Lazamataz may have committed the same unfortunate faux pas with several young ladies. Since I do not know Mr. ‘Mataz personally, I cannot vouch for the veracity of this claim.

I remember when Rosa's opened, right across the street from Holy Trinity Church. A small operation started by Rosa, just "off the boat" from Italy, in her (estimated) late 20s at the time. She brought her parents. Before long, three generations working in that small area, making sauce, cutting meat, polenta on Thursday. They made their mark then with their 14" long 99 cent combo subs (cheap meats on that one, but got people in the door). Then I discovered her sausage and pepper grinders and suppresata (think salami squared!). Finally I found a place that matched Angelo's in North Haven on meatballs and sausage, and surpassed on cold cuts. Although King Angelo still had the best apizza that side of New Haven. (Angelo's is gone now)

My most daring event with a Rosa's sub was when I stuck an entire 14"er into my snorkel jacket pocket with the large hole, went to the Meriden Theatre, and ate an entire meatball grinder at the movies. Good times.

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posted on 01/21/2013 6:08:59 AM PST
by Dr. Sivana
("C'est la vie" say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell. -- Chuck Berry)

would think the white hut would back Subway on this one. The mooch is all about telling us fat people to eat less.

Ahh, but that would be wasting an opportunity. I suspect this could become an opening salvo for a campaign against Grrrrreeedy Eeeeeeevil Corporate Types who are "nickel and diming you" (to distract attention from the fact that the Dems have fired up the Shop Vac and are about to stick the nozzle into your pockets).

"A submarine sandwich, also known as a hero sandwich, Italian Sandwich, sub, hoagie, torpedo or grinder amongst many regional naming variations, is a sandwich that consists of a long roll of Italian or French bread, split lengthwise either into two pieces or opened in a "V" on one side, and filled with a variety of meats, cheeses, vegetables, seasonings, and sauces.[1] The sandwich has no standardized name, and many U.S. regions have their own names for it;[1] one study found 13 different names for the sandwich in the United States.[2] The usage of the several terms varies regionally but not in any pattern, as they have been used variously by the people and enterprises who make and sell them. The terms submarine and sub are widespread and not assignable to any certain region, though many of the localized terms are clustered in the northeast United States, where most Italian Americans live.[3]"

"Grinder (Italian-American slang for a dock worker)New England.[5] Called grinder because it took a lot of chewing to eat the hard crust of the bread used. In Pennsylvania and Delaware, the term grinder refers to a sandwich that has been heated."

They forgot "Po' Boy". I am starting to see "grinder" pop up in northern Illinois. I am not convinced that it has anything to do with the hardness of the bread, especially as a meatball or sausage and pepper grinder properly made will saturate the bread with so much sauce, that the original hardness of the Italian bread is no longer an issue.

Grinder is of course, the correct term, as they existed before modern submarines.

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posted on 01/21/2013 4:09:44 PM PST
by Dr. Sivana
("C'est la vie" say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell. -- Chuck Berry)

There is a different expectation when buying a 1 foot long sandwich, a 1.0 foot long sandwich, and a 1.00 foot long sandwich. At 11.5 inches, Subway sandwiches meet the implied specification of being 1 foot long.

A 6.5 inch sandwich also meets the implied precision of "foot long", but then I would feel cheated.

“You can still buy $.05 cent candy bars but they come in $1.00 wrappers.”

I recall getting candy bars as a youth at an old country store. I had a 25 cent Snickers in my hand. The old guy behind the counter said “Hold on - I think I have a ten-center back there and can save you some money!”

Even after opening it, it STILL smelled of kerosene from his heater and had to toss it out. And now with only 15 cents in my pocket couldn’t buy a good one. The old “you get what you pay for” learned at a young age.

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posted on 01/21/2013 9:49:44 PM PST
by 21twelve
("We've got the guns, and we got the numbers" adapted and revised from Jim M.)

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